You must remember that you are my prime treasure (and always have been).' Emma Darwin to husband Charles
We shall me much less miserable together.' -Emma Darwin to husband Charles upon grief for loss of daughter Annie
The gym cat appears to those who will die. He is our totem." This thought came to me a few weeks ago. I shared it with no one of course.
I ate all of my husbands. First I ate their love, then their will, then their despair, and then I made pies of their bodies - and those bodies were so dear to me!
Don't forget to wish your husband good-morning when he sets off to the office. He will feel the lack of your good-bye kiss all day.
Don't expect to know your husband inside and out within a month of marriage. For a long time you will be making discoveries; file them for future reference.
It's a dangerous thing to be married right up to the hilt, like my daughter's husband. The man is at home all day, like a damned soul in hell.
I tried to make my husband make his daughter like me. After ten years of failed attempts, I decided to make myself change.
I'm glad she's not faking affection. It's more honest than what her husband is doing, at least. Dislike is an emotion I can respect.
You know your husband truly loves you when he calls you, "Money, I'm home!
How many women are there ... who because of their husbands' harshness spend their weary lives in the bond of marriage in greater suffering than if they were slaves among the Saracens?
My greatest privilege is being married to a gentle loving husband. I am very grateful God made our path cross.
But there's not enough time in life to go sit at a party, have a drink, and make idle conversation. There's too many important things to do. Just being together with my husband, spending time alone, which I have very little of.
I want to live with that sense with the music I make, with the art I make, with the way I love my kids, with the way I am a father and a husband and a friend and a follower of Christ, I want to live with reckless abandonment to the truth of the Gospe...
To give herself a measure of credible autonomy, she had decided to invent a husband. Then, in a subsequent flash of inspiration, she had just as quickly killed him off.
Just as Napoleon was the sole authority in the state, so the husband and father was to exercise authority over his family. Unfortunately the only possible result of despotism on either level is hypocrisy.
Think about what binds you to your husband and he to you. Marvel at the strength of that bond, which is both abstract and concrete, spiritual and legal.
Maybe it's time to stop being a soldier and go home to be a father. And a husband for Deanna. I'm not sure how.
It takes great courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it. And even more courage to see it in the one you love
When a friend of Abigail and John Adams was killed at Bunker Hill, Abigail's response was to write a letter to her husband and include these words, "My bursting heart must find vent at my pen.
Another husband, another new house, another new country, but I never belong anywhere and I never own anything in my own right.
